Lost Girl

Lost Girl

Mary the lonely city girl
but she seems alright
on the outside
she's tough and fine

Mary has everything, it seems
she goes out for dates
and she has fun
everything seems fine

And then the nights came by
Mary stood by the bedside
holding loosely on her wine
and she cried

Oh she just needs a hand
that'd hold her so tightly
that'd never let her go
that promise to make her stay
wholeheartedly

Crazy nights wild parties
beautiful cars sexy eyes
they all don't make up the empty heart
oh no, they don't

Flirts and flings
they're hardly real
she wants a shelter
so steady that it will never shatter

And the nights came by
she stood by the bedside
putting the records on
sipping the wine
and tears came down

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I put the rules aside, not trying to make anything rhyme and not trying to sync the word counts, I just wanted to write something, and I know this isn't anywhere near great at all but oh well, I am never great at these stuffs so it is okay?! hehe my 10 minutes effort. I just knew that I wanted to do something entitled Lost Girl, but as I wrote the girl doesn't look that lost at all, nothing near to what I'd imagined, but... yea. I did intend to really put my heart and soul into writing something better, but the thing is, I don't think I am capable of writing something better because my passion doesn't last that long a time and I am not born with the patience that could bear me through writing a better piece so...let's face it, I suck.